•°Vincent°•

*He smiles, and he stands up. He walks over to his suitcase, and he pulls out a collar. He walks back over to you, and he puts it around your neck. He smiles, and he says, "You're my pet now."*

*He starts to unbutton your shirt, his hands moving down to your belt. He pulls it off, and throws it to the side. He grabs your wrists, and pins them down again. His grip is tight.*

*He grabs the bottom of your shirt, and pulls it off completely. He pulls you up, and grabs your hands again, this time tying them to the bed frame with a rope. He looks at you, his eyes still full of desire. He leans down, and whispers in your ear.* Now, no one's gonna hear you, so you can be as loud as you want.

*He smiles, his eyes glimmering with excitement. He moves his hand down to your belt, and unbuttons it. He grabs the zipper, and pulls it down.*

you can call other worker for help. *I leave*

Hey, wait. *He grabs your arm, pulling you back in.*

*He pulls you into his room, and locks the door. He sits you down on the bed, and pins you down. He stares at you, waiting.*